Chapter 1762 Extra Story: Ten Wen Qian Husband (42)

The biggest thing that happened in the Min Mansion during this time was that Min Si was thrown into prison for slandering the royal family.

How could it be impossible for a person like Min Shaohe to take the concubine to die because he couldn't stand the blow, right?

"Marrying a daughter-in-law is really troublesome. It's like finding a young ancestor for yourself, and you have to worry about a lot of messy things. The worry-free days of the future are completely gone, gone..." Croton sighed and turned into the Min Mansion , You don't need to look for it deliberately, someone will take him to the side courtyard.

After Min Si was taken away by the yamen servants, the whole Min Mansion knew the truth. The boy Mo Nan who chatted with them from time to time and squatted under the eaves to eat steamed buns was the son of Nanling.

Goodbye to Croton, he automatically regards him as the most honorable son-in-law of the Min Mansion.

The masters of the mansion were imprisoned and died, leaving only the young lady alone. In the future, the head of the Min Mansion will naturally return to the young lady's hands.

My uncle is the son of Nanling, so a group of slaves who were about to lose their jobs found an organization in an instant.

As long as the eldest lady comes back, they will stay in the Min mansion until they die.

Follow the eldest lady and uncle, a rising tide lifts all boats!

The side courtyard was noisy at this time, the door was surrounded by servants and maids, everyone's face was bleak, and there was no master. I don't understand why the Min Mansion was ruined in just one day.

Seeing Croton approaching, everyone's eyes lit up and they looked at him eagerly.

"What are you doing here, what should you do, what should you do?" Croton saw that there were so many people, he chased them away casually.

"Yes, uncle!" The servants dispersed immediately.

croton,"……"

Walking into the courtyard, Croton went directly to the wing room crowded with government servants and imperial doctors. As soon as he entered, he saw Min Shaohe lying flat on the ground with his eyes closed and making no sound.

His face was blue and black, his lips were black and purple, and black dried blood was condensed at the corner of his mouth.

The imperial doctor was squatting beside him, taking back the silver needle, with a regretful expression on his face.

"Doctor, is he dead?" Croton walked over and squatted next to the doctor, and stretched out his hand to probe Min Shaohe's nose.

Seeing this, the imperial doctor shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's useless, it can't be saved. The toxin in his body cannot be cured by ordinary antidote, but it is the poison extracted from the Gu worm in his body. It's a pity, Mr. Min has been an official in the court for many years and has made a lot of achievements. Who would have expected him to be like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Croton frown suddenly, he took out a ball from somewhere and stuffed it into Min Shaohe's mouth.

"My lord, it's useless, Lord Min is out of breath!"

"My heart is still warm."

The imperial doctor wanted to say that it was just residual warmth. He has been an imperial physician for decades, how can he not count whether people can be saved?

But when it slipped to his mouth, seeing the boy's calm expression, he swallowed it again.

He almost forgot whose son the eldest son was. If Princess Nanling was there, she might really have the power to recover.

Due to Croton's status as the eldest son of Nanling and the courteous treatment given to him by the emperor, no one else dared to stop him from doing what he was doing here, and could only stand aside and watch.

Only those who were present, few believed that there would be a miracle.

Croton didn't care what other people thought, and shortly after feeding the pill, he suddenly slapped Min Shao hard on the chest.

Hearing a puff, the quasi-dead Min Shaohe spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his head limply tilted to the side.

"...This, this, alive?" Everyone stared.

The imperial doctor grabbed Croton's arm excitedly, "My lord, what kind of medicine did you give Lord Min just now?"

With a flick of his hand, Croton easily broke away, squinting his eyes, "Want? No way."